Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter

Chapter 694: My brother is better than J God [End]

Chapter 694 Brother is more knowledgeable than J God【End】

Fu Ting had been with Cen Tire for so long anyway, and of course he could hear the man still angry.

She was a little depressed, and didn't want to make trouble with her boyfriend for unnecessary things.

Seeing that Cen Qiu looked like he wouldn't feel soft when the sky fell, Fu Ting suddenly embraced his face and kissed him.

It was his chin that she kissed first, and her wet lips covered it, an unstructured kiss.

Cen Jing's eyes tightened sharply.

Fu Ting slowly kissed him again, pressed to his lips, and kissed him awkwardly.

Cen Jing took advantage of her to breathe, and the light-stained pupils slowly looked at her, and stared at her. The corners of his lips were red, and there seemed to be water, and his voice was cold, "To work."

Fu Ting was angry, she was so active, and he was so cold-blooded.

She hugged him, rubbed her cheek against his, and said solemnly, "Make good."

His jaw was itchy with her hair rubbing, and his bulging Adam's apple rolled, and the lines were full of desire.

The man drooped his eyelids, his eyelashes trembled lightly, and looked at her without speaking.

He lowered his eyes to look at her, itching, and Fu Ting couldn't help kissing his eye socket again.

Cen Qiong couldn't bear being pushed around, and his body tightened. The blue veins derive from the back of his hand, but he clenched his teeth and couldn't tell that he was crushed.

Until Fu Ting intended to lick his collarbone, the man finally couldn't help but laugh, and moved her little head away, with a sultry voice, Su's person's bones were numb, "Don't rub, you have to cry again later." ."

"!!!"

Can the smelly man be more reserved!

"You laughed." Fu Ting raised his head fiercely, not in vain for her hard work, and fluttered in his arms, "I'm not angry, right?"

Although she always laughs at the fox Cen Juan Sao, she is not reserved, but she has to admit that she just likes Cen Juan Sao's arrogant appearance.

"Not angry, it's just that you found an idol to be your brother."

Cen Juan narrowed his eyes and was very calm. A few seconds later, he let out a lazy laugh, "It's a big deal, then I'll find a good sister to be an idol."

He took out the phone and looked for it in a decent way, deliberately lengthening the tone, "Wow, so many good sisters, which one should I choose~"

Cen Juan looked at the phone seriously, as if he was really admiring the good sister.

"Do you dare." Fu Ting suddenly became angry, grabbing his mobile phone, "No look."

Cen Tire didn't give her a snatch. Fu Ting leaped like a fish in her arms. Finally, he managed to hold down Cen Tire's hand, but he saw the good sister that Cen Tire admired. They were all pictures of her eating, drinking, playing and sleeping.

Fu listened to the whole person:?

"Aren't they cute?" Cen Qiong was still poking the photo on the screen, curling her lips slightly, smiling like a thousand-year-old evildoer, slowly, "Help my brother choose one, my brother also wants to experience the taste of stealing sunshine!"

"..."

Fu Ting's face was hot instantly, and his scramble behavior was like a fool.

She also noticed that there was a photo of herself sleeping and drooling on the phone, and she angrily scratched him, "Cen Juan, I want a shark of you, whoever asked you to take my ugly photo, delete it."

"I don't." Cen Juan touched the tip of his tongue to the back molar and chuckled lightly, "So many good sisters, I still have to hurt one by one."

Fu Ting was ashamed and angry, "Be yourself!"

Cen Juan raised his head and smiled, pulling out a piece of **** Adam's apple, making Fu listen to bite.

After laughing, Cen Qiu and Fu Ting exchanged mobile phones to check each other.

Fu Ting was busy deleting the photos, Cen Juan clicked on Weibo and saw a hot search #想听J神呼吸#

Clicking in is the voice of J God's live broadcast tonight, which was recorded by fans and cried crazy.

A popular Weibo is hanging on the top: My brother’s voice is too loving, he must be nice to breathe, and I like it if I want to hear it.

Fu Ting liked this Weibo.

"That's because my hands slipped a little." Just as Fu Ting looked up, he saw Cen Juan staring at the Weibo she liked. He was a little embarrassed, afraid that Cen Juan would get angry, so he raised his head and coaxed, "I won't call him in the future. Brother, can you?"

Cen Juan reached out and touched her chin, which was meaningful.

"Me and God J, who do you like better."

"I like you more." Fu Ting still knew which one was more important.

Cen Qi's eyes deepened, "I don't believe it."

Fu Ting frowned, "Then how do you believe it?"

He lazily said, "I want to give the living room, bathroom, and study a try."

Fu Ting squeezed his face, "You have planned."

Cen Juan propped his chin and laughed wildly and stubbornly.

...

The process is easy to be 404, so it is inconvenient to elaborate.

Only knowing that the moment they were closest to each other, Fu Ting's ear was a man's low breath.

Every sound is very pleasant.